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But even if he knew she was bluffing, the way she drew that line between them-so sharp, so cold-it still cut deep
He didn’t respond. Just slammed his foot on the gas and sped toward the villa like a man possessed.
The moment the car stopped in front of the main house, he finally disabled the child lock.
Lily didn’t hesitate. She lunged for the door and tried to escape.
But before she could even take a step, he was on her-dragging her back with one arm and hauling her upstairs.
“Lily, stop this nonsense!”
He pinned her to the bed. She fought him, wild and desperate, but his eyes were dark and full of danger.
Her struggle had torn open the top button of her blouse.
He was about to scold her again when his gaze dropped-and froze.
Her shirt had gaped open, and her pale collarbone-and the skin below-was mottled with faint bruises.
Dark, purplish marks.
Marks another man had left behind.
She had really let another man touch her.
She had betrayed him.
She had cheated on John.
How could she?
Lily’s skin was too fair, too delicate.
Even after a full day, the traces James left on her body hadn’t faded.
If anything, the red had deepened into a deeper violet, turning more striking, more glaring
Just the knowledge that she’d gone on a date with Simon and pushed him against the wall had nearly driver John mad.
But now-seeing those marks with his own eyes-jealousy exploded through him like a bomb, ripping apart what little sanity he had left.
His bloodshot eyes gleamed like a demon’s, ready to drag her down with him.
The veins bulged across his knuckles. The pressure in the room turned suffocating.
Then suddenly-violently-he yanked open her collar, practically growling through his teeth. “Lily! How dare you let another man touch you? Did you sleep with Simon?”
“John, you’re beyond help!”
Lily shoved his hand off her body with everything she had.
She could feel how dangerous this was. She had to get away.
But the second she freed one arm, both of his hands came down, locking her in place, pinning her shoulders so tightly she couldn’t move an inch.
She was completely done with him.
He wasn’t her boyfriend. He wasn’t anything to her anymore.
She owed him nothing.
Not her time.
Not her answers.
But she knew if he fully snapped, she’d be the one to pay the price.
She swallowed her rage, pushed down her disgust, and said coldly. “There’s nothing filthy going on between me and Simon. Let me go. I want to go home.”
Go home…
This was their home. Their marital home.
They were in their bedroom-their house.
Where else did she want to go?
Did she want to humiliate him even more! Turn him into a joke?
And then-his mind snapped to another image.
That face. That flawless, untouchable face.
James
Could it be… it wasn’t Simon?
Was it James who left those marks on her body?
James had someone he loved..
Maybe by the time James woke up, he was already with that person.
The thought that she’d climbed into a married man’s bed just to spite him made Simon so furious he could’ve torn the world apart.
His large, jointed hand clenched around her shoulder, tightening little by little until it felt like he might crush her bones.
His voice dripped with danger, like a wild beast finally unleashed-ready to snap her neck and tear her apart in the next second.
“These marks-James left them, didn’t he? Lily, just to piss me off, you went and seduced a married man who doesn’t even love you. Have you no shame!”
At the mention of James, a flicker of panic crossed Lily’s eyes
She wasn’t panicking because John saw the marks and she felt guilty.
It was because she had promised James she wouldn’t talk about their relationship. And since they’d already filed for divorce at the civil office, she absolutely didn’t want John, this lunatic, finding out about it and ruining James’s reputation
“I didn’t seduce James
Lily, pale-faced, pulled her shirt collar closed. “There’s nothing between me and Simon either.”
The “My husband is someone else. John, I really am married now. I enjoy this life, being away from you. crush you’ve obsessed over has already made up with you-why won’t you let me go?”
“You’re biting the hand that fed you!”
There she went again with her lies, saying she was married….
John didn’t believe it.
He also knew she’d nearly been assaulted by a sick old man before, and it had left deep scars-she couldn’t handle men getting close to her.
Even when it was him, even at the height of their love, if he tried to get close, her body would tremble uncontrollably. He could never go any further. How could she possibly let some random man touch her?
These marks on her body were probably just from a moment of weakness with some guy-something shallow. There’s no way they crossed that final line,
But even if he knew that random guy hadn’t really had her, just thinking about him kissing her, touching her, seeing her body-he wanted to tear that man to pieces.
She was his.
Her body, her heart-every part of her could only belong to him, John.
He was going to overwrite every mark that other man had left on her.
And he would make sure she understood exactly whose woman she was
Rage burned through his chest again and again.
A devouring urge swallowed what was left of his reason.
Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit her lip like a wild animal.
“Get off me! Don’t touch mel
Lily trembled with hatred.
They had broken up. The love was gone. How could they still be this close?